Rise of the Blood Sovereign

Chapter 93 The Holad Family and Their Fate

93 The Holad Family and Their Fate

Inside a wealthy part of the city Orsvald, a 6 story mansion that could easily house over three hundred people was fully lit and tens of guards could be seen walking around and guarding the perimeter.

The guards were all Bronze Knights, and there were even a couple of Silver Knights located inside the mansion. Even the butlers and maids of the mansion were stronger than average people and had some training and could deal with any normal intruder.

Morn was currently sitting inside a dining hall and was waiting for his father alongside his younger brother and sister.

The two were the bright stars of the family and showed much more talent compared to him. Everyone always pandered to them and praised them for their great intellect and high talent, which had droved a wedge between the talentless Morn and them.

They barely even spoke, and they were one of the main reasons why Morn was living in a smaller mansion near Lyle. He simply did not like seeing his younger siblings who actually did not have anything against him and were always cordial and polite to him.

They never disrespected him and always behaved like normal siblings, but he could see that deep inside of them, they truly did not care for him, not in the slightest.

His mother was also present, and although he was nearly forty right now, thanks to her being a Silver Knight, she still looked as if she was in her twenties and one could easily mistake her for his sister, and not his mother.

There were currently three guards and four butlers present inside the dining hall. The butlers waited for the chefs to deliver the food so that they could place it on the large dining table.

The large door of the dining hall suddenly opened as a middle-aged man with a clean-shaven face entered.

His jet-black hair was slicked back and a pair of eyeglasses could be seen decorating his face. His gentle demeanor hid the ferociousness and strictness of Lordic Holad, the head of the family, and Morn's father, a Tier III assassin and a noble of the city of Orsvald.

The Holad family was a long-time ally of the Rain family, the ruler of the city. They had been close for decades and even had some familiar bonds as some of their family members had married the respective families in the past, making their alliance immensely powerful and thick.

After some unfortunate incidents during the war against the enemy empire, the house of Holand had lost many of their powerful combatants and was thus forced to get rid of some of their property in order for the other allies of house Rain not to weaken them further.

They had slowly been climbing back in the last couple of years, and it was mostly thanks to Morn's father who showed incredible talent in the past and had managed to rise high in the Midnight Dagger.

Most of the houses were aware of his true identity and feared him thanks to his incredible personal strength and the ability to kill most of them without ever being seen.

Even though the man looked very gentle on the outside and had great control over his emotions, he was a ruthless assassin whose hands were stained by blood from his many victims.

Morn looked up and tears suddenly started flowing down his cheeks as he suddenly took his hand out of his pocket.

A small vial was in his hand, and without further ado, he suddenly lifted his hand and slammed the vial on the table, allowing the poison that was inside the vial to break out and form a cloud that enveloped the entire dining hall and more with a toxic cloud in an instant.

"Morn!" Lordic suddenly sprung up from the ground and grabbed his son by the throat, but he let go of him upon seeing his face. Tears flowed without stop as he sobbed.

"What, what have you done, son?" Lordic asked Morn who could barely speak.

"I- I made a mistake, I- I'm so, so sorry!" Morn shouted out between his sobs as he fell down to his knees.

"I- I messed with the wrong person, and- and I couldn't control myself, he had full control over me and my actions!"

"I- I know it was some sort of poison inside, but my hands moved by themselves, I- I don't know if there is an antidote."

Morn's father and mother both had looks of despair written on their faces upon hearing his words.

Lordic tried to speak and send for a doctor, but blood suddenly started flowing down his nose.

Upon noticing that, he looked around, only to notice that the butler and maids were already down on the ground, their breathing had slowed down considerably and they had little time left.

The same could be said for the two siblings that still hadn't reached the Bronze Knight level, while the guards and Morn were bleeding and were slowly losing strength.

Lordic suddenly fell down to his knees before a pair of gentle arms hugged him from behind.

The pale face of his wife appeared next to him, a sad smile plastered on her face.

"At least ... we all get to leave together, darling." She weakly said, trying to comfort Lordic before collapsing after a few seconds and falling down to the floor.

Lordic was a Golden Knight, so he was able to last longer than any of them, but that could easily be said to be a curse as he was forced to watch his entire family die before the cold embrace of death came for him.